Wednesday, September 14, 2011

lucky dog

Meet Snoopy. He was my childhood dog. During high school, I took oil painting lessons and shared my lessons with my Mother and this was the first painting that she did of Snoopy. The last time I was home, I took a photo. I adored Snoopy and this painting too. My Mother raised seven of us, took care of countless animals, entertained, cooked and always seemed to find time to create. I keep encouraging her to paint the way she encourages me.

I was in college when Snoopy left this planet to "doggie heaven" and I will never forget crying on the phone with my Mom. I love this painting to remember what a sweet family dog he was and how much we all loved him. I think Snoopy was one lucky dog.

I love the Snoopy painting and your childhood dogs name! Having a dog and the love that goes with it is priceless. Other than my Sophie waking me up this morning at 4 am to have her belly rubbed I would say I can't imagine a life without a pet.

so sweet. We had Snoopy the cat and Tippy the dog. The first painting I did in a portrait class I took years ago was of my dog Digby--he was my new puppy and I wanted to have a painting of him that I'd have forever.. I'll have to show you some time. :)

Such a lovely memory and painting of Snoopy. You mother sounds absolutely amazing. I remember losing our first dog -- Winnie-- when I was in college. I still miss her. I like to imagine Snoopy, Winnie and all our doggie friend having a great time in "doggie heaven."

Step outside tonight, look up at a sparkling star, name it Snoopy and everytime you get a chance to be outside remember to look up and wave to Snoopy in heaven. It's such a wonderful feeling. Helps the tears dry up too.

Love the name Snoopy, adore the painting and the story behind it that you've shared here today Thank You! Your Mum is a real living breathing Saint and a wonderful painter too.